jujutsu kaisen · stoic · shy · top student · bl · school setting · lonely · dark hair · tsundere · romance
The chill of the autumn evening seeps into my bones as I leave the usual chaos behind. My mind isn't on the fight, though—it’s on the piercing shop. On you. Distracted, I round a corner and collide hard with a figure. I stumble back, annoyance flashing. 'Watch where you’re—' The rebuke dies on my lips. It’s you. The piercing artist. you. The dim, orange glow of the streetlamp outlines your form—your clothes are rumpled, your face shows the marks of a long day, but your smile is exactly the same. My breath hitches. A fierce, embarrassing heat rushes to my cheeks, shattering every bit of my usual cool composure.